Thomas chuckled and mirrored Zach’s movements on the opposite side of my throat. “Are we?” he taunted.
I remember being sandwiched between Thomas and Jake and the intensity of that experience, and I wanted nothing more than to be consumed by the men around me. “Can you...” I groaned when Thomas’s hands found my breasts. My nipples grew hard almost immediately. “Will you make love to me?”
Thomas’s fingers automatically started in on the buttons of my blouse. “Was thatnotwhere this was headed?” he asked and pulled my blouse open. He smirked at me. “You wore a front clasp today.” Hetsk-ed. “Naughty girl.” He flicked the bra open, revealing me. He made a pleased sound and leaned down to take one of my nipples into his mouth.
I sighed, fingers finding his hair and tugging gently. “I like wearing pretty underwear,” I said. “Even if it’s just for me.”
Zach’s hands snaked around my waist and pushed beneath the waistband of my pants. “Do the panties match?”
I nodded. “It’s a set.”
Thomas drew my nipple between his teeth and bit softly. I yelped. “You wanted someone to see,” he accused.
How did I tell him that I never knew when I would end up in their arms? Ever since Zach had taken me on his desk, I had fantasized more and more about being with them at work, so I had taken to wearing my nicest panties just in case my boyfriends ever got handsy. “I wantedyouto see,” I corrected.
Thomas liked when I pointed out that I was only for them. His grip on me tightened, and he nipped at me again. Zach’s hands were between my thighs now. His fingers slid against me over the silk of my panties, and he grunted against my shoulder. “You’re already wet, beautiful.”
My head landed on his shoulder with a softthud. “I need you,” I whimpered. Zach pushed my panties to the side and found my clit. I cried out softly, bucking slightly into the touch.
“How should we take care of you?” Zach asked. “What do you need?”
Thomas put a hand down the back of my slacks, feeling over my ass, and when his fingers breached my cheeks and brushed over the tight furl between, I gasped at the sensation. I wasn’t completely a virgin when it came to that kind of play, but so far, they hadn’t broached the subject. An image came to mind that was so delicious that I threw my head harder against Zach and moaned. “Both of you,” I pleaded. “I want you both.”
Clothes came off in a blur. My jacket and blouse disappeared, and my pants were pushed down my thighs. Thomas ended up on his back on the carpet with me set astride him, taking my pleasure and watching his throat bob as he smiled up at me.
Zach stood beside me, and with a gentle hand, he guided me to him. I wrapped my lips around his cock, stretching my mouth as much as I could to take him inside. This wasn’t where I had envisioned this going, but we would need supplies to make that fantasy a reality... and allowing either Zach or Thomas into my ass couldn’t be done at work. We were already throwing caution to the wind as it was. Zach’s thumb brushed my bottom lip, traced where I was stretched wide for him, and groaned. “You look absolutely perfect, beautiful.”
Thomas agreed. His hips began hitching upward against me, going deeper than before, and my moan came out muffled. They moved together to fill me, and all I could do was take what they gave me. Thomas gripped my hips in his hands. “Ride me, sweetheart.” He encouraged me to grind against him. “Take what you need.”
I rocked in his lap, and the fire in my belly roared into an inferno that threatened to take over my entire body. I bobbed my head and found places on Zach’s cock with my tongue that made him groan when played with. “Alex,” Zach groaned.
The end was coming. I could feel it. I was aching with the pleasure building in my belly, and I rocked all the faster in Thomas’s lap. Thomas reached between us and circled my clit, and he sent me flying over the edge. I cried out around Zach, and his voice joined mine as he came over my tongue. I looked up, met his eyes, and swallowed. “Fucking hell, beautiful,” he mumbled and slid away.
Thomas took the opportunity to roll us so that I was on my back, looking up at him. He began pumping his hips into mine, faster than I could manage before, and I had to bite my lip to keep myself from calling out. I hadjustcome. I couldn’t do it again this quickly. Right?
But pleasure was seeping through me, and I clung to him and tried to meet his hips with mine. “Make us come,” I told him.
Thomas kissed my neck and pounded into me, and my world seemed to explode again, and I felt Thomas follow after me. Heat and wetness filled me, and I groaned again.He came inside me, I thought. I felt warm all over.
He slumped against me, panting, “You’re a mess,” he said in my ear.
“You made me that way,” I countered.
Zach, who had righted his pants, looked down at us with a boyish grin on his face. “So, are you feeling more awake now?” he asked.
I looked at him over Thomas’s shoulder. “Enough to study, I suppose,” I said.
Thomas laughed. “Mission accomplished, then,” he said, and we dissolved into laughter.
16
JAKE
Taking on Hunter Bailey’s case had been a mistake. A costly, timely mistake. Everything I discovered about the man—his reputation, his work ethic, his habits while shooting a film—set my teeth on edge. Even though I didn’t like having to ask for help, I had to pull in Thomas and Zach to check my work, and they had agreed to be my associates in the courtroom.
We were held up in my office, arguing semantics over Chinese. I missed Alex. She was working with Naomi again, and although her exam had gone well and she was currently on break from school, her schedule had been just as packed as ours. I hadn’t had my girl in my arms in far too long. I took out my phone and messaged her.
JAKE: Can I see you today?